| Yep
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| Uh
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| Look
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| All I’m worried bout is my cash flow
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| Like how you live the fast life but get the cash slow?
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| All I see is they overhyping them whack flows
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| Them lines won’t make you Unforgettable, niggas ain’t Nat Cole
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| To crack codes, I got my tracks involved
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| Asking ya’ll, that’s just for the image to pass it off
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| I’m jabbin hard, punches coming over the counter like it’s adderall
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| So you can miss me with bullshit, but I ain’t matador
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| Like Masvidal, I told a whore hey before Ye
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| Now I’m serving em food for thought, this shit is gourmet
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| My words play give you a visual, I’m like Scorsese with more space
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| Fuck a 360, my shit is 4K
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| Of course they still seem to overlook it
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| I’m over cookin
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| Reel em with the lines, won’t throw a hook in
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| But if I do, it gotta hit like Jones Jr in his prime
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| Flows fluent every rhyme
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| Know it’s junior every time
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| I’m assuming every line they spitting be from the heart
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| Been a beast, getting two into it, that’s Noah’s Arc
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| I know it’s hard but when you’re born to be king, ignore the Scars
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| I hoping that poll he in ain’t breaking a bone apart
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| Fuck them sticks & stones, they just miss the throne
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| Got me spittin poems in an ignant tone
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| Til I’m poppin like nappy hair when it’s getting combed
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| We made it to the end of 2020, how ya vision blown?
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| Yea
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| It’s the Che Butter Queen
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| I get paid just to speak
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| I was raised by a queen
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| My granny prayed on her knees that I would make it to see
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| Amongst the thieves and the fiends
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| For nights that we couldn’t sleep and turned my jeans to capris
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| Niggas get funny when money involved, that’s why I keep a good sense of humor
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| for niggas like that
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| Wealth is usually quiet but poor niggas get it and brag
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| Lil nigga, it’s a difference between figures and stacks
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| Man listen, I’m really starting to hate these cats ya’ll praise
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| I don’t care to hear them stories bout back in ya’ll days
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| I don’t give a fuck about them lil stacks ya’ll made
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| I lapped you niggas twice already and I’m half ya’ll age, nigga
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| I’m quite ware, my daydreams is nightmares
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| Young but think older, my brain growing out white hairs
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| They hear my verse and these rap niggas get type scared
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| Cause every time they hear me spit, niggas rewrite theirs |